Pushmi-Pullyu
Flying
Your clothes in the kitchenThe socks on your feetThey dry in the ovenYour blood's in the sinkIt's my checkered shirt unbuttonedShe's bearing it allMy belt wrapped around her neckShe hangs in the hallBefore and afterThe pictures of laughterThe sound of your high heelsAs they scrape off the stoolAnd down, down, downDown you fallBut don't, don't, don'tDon't we all?I stumbled upon youand I cleaned up the messI cut off your pale toesAnd I threw away the restLetras de cancionesIt's just sweat that's on my browBut blood's on my handsWe painted the town redAnd fucked all our friendsBefore and afterThe pictures of laughterThe sound of my cold handsAs they reach for my gunAnd down, down, downDown I fallBut don't, don't, don'tDon't we all?
From Letras Mania